tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24127202335869981042024-03-19T12:54:49.199+00:00P(r)imp my cottage(Mis)adventures in homemakingShellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-29128575478002867002017-03-15T16:47:00.002+00:002017-03-15T17:35:12.232+00:00Update... Three YEARS (+24months) later...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hello. How're things? Good? Oh good.
Well it's been a little while but I'm still here. Still puttering along.
The house has changed somewhat since my last posts. We've decorated in the living room...
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And we are in the process of sticking pins in our eyes. Sorry? Did I just say "sticking pins in our eye"? I meant "getting the kitchen refitted" easy mistake. Simple slip of the tongue.
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<i>"Why! This is simply delightful"</i><br />
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<i></i>I don't mean to come over all 'first world' here: <i>"Oh it's awful. Just awful! We've had to eat </i>
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Especially given recent world events - having a kitchen done is a wonderfully privileged thing... And I'm grateful... And it will look RRRRIDICC when it's finished, you guys....<br />
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But this is week 4 of what was predicted to be a one week build (not to mention 8 whole months of deliberating reassessing budgets culminating in the infamous dance of negotiation that you have to do with every kitchen supplier in the UK: <i>"What's that? You wanna buy a kitchen? Ok. No you can't afford real wood and foil warped is better! Well I'm gonna tell you a price. It's not the real price. It's a pretend one at least twice as much as you can reasonably expect to pay... Sorry? What? No. No we can't do a 50% reduction. We're slicing our own throats here! Oh you've been quoted 75% less </i><i>down the road for a better quality kitchen? Why didn't you say?? We would have matched that!" )</i>
I booked two weeks off work to be sure of all eventualities but in the end the only eventuality that it covered was watching an empty building site of a kitchen during the second week while we waited for a pretty poor electrician to turn up day after day. When he finally arrived 5 days later he had mucked up everybody else's schedule and so we are getting labour done in dribs and drabs as people try to fit us in and around existing commitments.... All that said - it is already looking good... Never mind when the work tops go on.....<br />
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UPDATE: 24 (and a bit) months later.....<br />
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Oh my god! It's FINISHED! <i>It's finished? Yes it is indeed finished....</i></div>
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So now I'm back - from out of space. You just walked in to find me here - that sorry look upon my face. (actually I cant help that - I'm sort of stuck with it: an <i>extremely charming</i> and, it goes without saying,<i> tactful</i> chap once asked me why I looked so gawpy)<br />
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Good old Gloria. Gaynor that is. We're back to rehearsing music together (my husband and I - not me and Gloria - we fell out over a toffee crisp and I've never seen her in the same light since) and I'd quite like to cover Gloria in an acoustic stylee. I think it might be both amusing and a bit of a crowd pleaser too.<br />
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Here is a veeeeery rough recording of he and I doing 'Aint No Sunshine' not sure if this link will work: If it does work - here are the excuses.... I was coming down with a nasty cold and was rushing the recording in order to catch up on housework - hence the timing being slightly off and my changing of the lyrics to "Aidt doe Sudshide wed shes God"<br />
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Well, well, well... what have we been up to.... shockingly little in the way of house p(r)imping. But in our defence we've experienced about 2.5 hours of sunshine (or should I say 'sudshide' ahem *wink*)<br />
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and its gone to our heads! <br />
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That and the Olympics. What a shocker! Who'd have thunk it'd be that good folks?? I laughed and I cried and I stood in my living room screaming like a possessed cat lady and ran along with Mo Farah and Jessica Ennis and the like. It was amazing. I cant wait til the Paralympics cause I was so much more excited about that in the first place. My dad was an amputee and something amazing happened when he lost his legs - he grew in stature and presence. Rather than becoming less of a man - he became more of one. And let me tell you folks - he was a pretty amazing guy to begin with. <br />
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We've also been doing a fair bit of gallivanting too:-<br />
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We went to my favourite place on the face of the earth - Wales...<br />
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And spent quality time paddling..<br />
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And... when we couldnt simply jet off to the furthest reaches of galactic West Yorkshire and Interstellar Wales...<br />
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And foraging for the precious treasure that is..... river pebbles. And what do you do with priceless river pebbles that your little boy has spent his afternoon foraging and cannot bear to part with? That's right. The only thing you can do. You turn them into sugar skull paperweights of course. Was there ever any doubt....<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;">Yep - this is the same little guy - only now he's my big boy rockstar son. Pictured here with his beautiful girlfriend</td></tr>
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And those two pictures were taken about 5 minutes apart. What?? You dont believe me? Well, ok. You're probably right - but I'm telling you that it feels that way.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;">And this cheeky chappie...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;">Here he is two minutes later - practising his best crosseyed stare for the camera</td></tr>
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I'll be posting his wedding pics on here next week. But seriously...</div>
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How can it be fair that all the precious times are gone so fast?? </div>
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At least we can be assured that the bad stuff packs its bags and sods off just as sure as the good stuff is fleeting. Its just that the bad stuff just seems to hang around for a bit longer... overstays it's welcome if you will.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;">My Mum and Me - the lederhosen were a punishment for not eating all my greens<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span></span></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I was contacted recently via Twitter by <a href="http://www.tillyandpearl.co.uk/clothing-48-c.asp" target="_blank">Tilly and Pearl</a> who asked me if I would consider featuring them in a blog post. And I wondered if they might do organic lederhosen - you know - in case Alex doesnt eat his greens and I need to pull out the big guns.... I didn't want to agree to anything until I'd seen their website - but I have to say that I think their organic clothing line is lovely and very reasonably priced compared to other organic baby clothing companies Ive come across. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I especially like this little number - babies + stripes = supercute</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;">They dont do Lederhosen - I'd guess that they were outlawed in line with child protection legislation sometime in the eighties. BUT SERIOUSLY - HOW CUTE ARE THESE BADBOYS!</td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">They also do a nice range of Nursery related artwork, gifts and toys - all from ethical brands.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I'm quite in love with t<a href="http://www.tillyandpearl.co.uk/stripy-horse-371-p.asp" target="_blank">his little fella</a> and <a href="http://www.tillyandpearl.co.uk/elmer-the-elephant-toy-752-p.asp" target="_blank">Elmer too</a>. I'm sure Alex wouldnt consider himself too old for either of those - and the Elmer would be good as part of a story sack...</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I've had a lot of positive feedback via the blog lately and I'd just like to say how much it is appreciated and what a lift it gives me - especially as it comes from people who's work I appreciate and admire so much. So - thankyou for your kind and lovely comments! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I promise to get back to p(r)imping soon and stop being so mired in the past!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Bye bye for now! XxshellxX</span><br />
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Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-11553809577309088732012-07-05T08:37:00.000+01:002012-07-05T08:37:07.477+01:00Meanwhile.....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
What weve been up to in the last few weeks...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We made birthday cards - we have lots of birthdays in June</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">and filled them in...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">we made presents</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">we made a mess</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I got my haircut at a hair salon - for the first time in years.... (I normally do it myself EEEEK!)</td></tr>
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</div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-22884402659676981792012-06-26T16:50:00.000+01:002012-06-26T16:50:15.641+01:00A gypsy caravan....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
As a little girl, I always wanted to own a gypsy caravan.<br />
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I could just imagine myself sat, barefoot on the front of one with a little white pony pulling us along the sweet smelling country lanes of middle England. And at night I would snuggle up and read books by gaslight.<br />
My reality? I lived in coronation street land - concrete and bricks. I yearned for my own little caravan so badly that it almost hurt. Actually scratch that last sentence... It did hurt. It did. Mainly because I knew that it would never happen. <br />
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Skip thirty years forward to our first few weeks in this new house... Our newly inherited shed was in a sorry state. The woodstain had all but weathered away and most of the roof felt had perished.<br />
It was still a good shed though and would cost a small fortune to replace completely. So I set about purchasing roofing felt and adhesive and I repaired the roof (<i>Admittedly in a rather amateurish and lopsided way) </i>But it saw the shed through another two winters and I made a mental note to repaint it.<br />
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I didnt want to simply restain it though - I wanted something more. I had seen this beautiful shed on Junkaholique's dreamy blog. And I wanted a little garden refuge. Perhaps a little craft room of my own. I could put my sewing machine down there... Its a treadle machine and so doesn't require electricity. Perhaps I could paint the shed in pastel shades. Maybe a little beach hut - I wasn't sure but I kept the idea in the back of my mind, retrieving it every once in a while and turning it over, re-examining it, re-evaluating. But never coming up with anything concrete - until a couple of months ago... <br />
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I'd picked up a book on decorative painting and had done a couple of little projects using ceramic paints to decorate some old plates. My thoughts turned to some of the old plant pots I had and I thought that I'd quite like to paint them in a folk art/ Canal boat style. As I set to searching the internet for inspiration - I happened across some photos of Gypsy Caravans and as I admired their brightly painted designs - I once again found myself wishing that I had one. If only a stationery caravan at the bottom of the garden... You can see where I'm going with this, right? I had my eureka moment. Only problem... I have a number of other projects queuing up to be started/finished/maintained... And a husband who is growing rapidly sick and tired of the way our house is increasingly resembling a junk shop...Soooo I have some previous projects to nail first and some time management miracles to work so that I can fit in what is bound to be the biggest project I have undertaken so far.... Watch this space. Its coming. It might take a while to complete and itll most certainly be a labour of love. But lookit:<br />
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wouldnt you like one of these at the bottom of your garden??<br />
Bye for now<br />
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29 years ago today my dad died. I hadnt properly thought about him in a little while but for some reason a Beatles tune popped into my head while I was cooking tea. This particular tune reminded me of him - though I dont know if he liked the Beatles - I was only eight when he passed away so we hadnt gotten to the 'sharing musical tastes' phase that a lot of parents and their children are privileged enough to experience. <br />
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I cried some happy tears (brought on by both the tune and the loving memories that it had evoked) and I phoned my mum. <br />
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We talked about how the pain of loss never really goes away yet the way you react to it changes over time. She told me that she can now enjoy the memories she has of dad though for a long time she found it too upsetting to go over - even the pleasant things. <br />
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I know that for a long time, as a younger adult, the loss of him made me incredibly angry. And - as a person who can usually think of a way around pretty much any obstacles I encounter - I would get terribly frustrated when I realised that nothing I could ever say, do or achieve could ever bring him back.<br />
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Dad has now been gone for more than three times as long as he was in my life so my memories are mostly sketchy or hazy. I cant really remember his face or what his voice sounded like but I can still feel the love that I have for him as fresh as if I just spoke to him this morning. <br />
What a remarkable thing love is - it is inexhaustible and indefatigable. <br />
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<i>"There are places I remember all my life </i><br />
<i>though some have changed</i><br />
<i>Some forever not for better</i><br />
<i>Some have gone and some remain</i><br />
<i>All these places have their moments </i><br />
<i>with lovers and friends I still can recall</i><br />
<i>Some are dead and some are living</i><br />
<i>In my life Ive loved them all"</i><br />
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Thanks for indulging me with this one peeps<br />
Goodnight all xx<i> </i><br />
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<br /></div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-10587421274901215242012-05-17T00:21:00.000+01:002012-05-17T00:21:32.749+01:00A Quickie Before...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Just a quickie to show you some furniture that I'm intending to attack...<br />
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Nobody can quite understand why I've bought this but I can visualise how amazing it will look when finished. AAAaaand I've seen how much the restored versions of these go for on Ebay... Its all about Mid Century Modern furniture at the moment.<br />
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I've also picked up this lovely little display cabinet which will also be subjected to a coat of paint. But I think I'll keep this one - its already been awarded a spot in our bedroom. <br />
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I dont think its worth an awful lot - but its just perfect for me to store fabric or bed linen in - its not too big and its not to small. As Goldilocks would say - its just right! Its sitting in my bedroom right now with my patchwork quilt and my clean bed linen in it. <br />
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In other news....When I moved the little cabinet upstairs... <i>somebody</i> followed me up and took advantage of the fact that I was distracted AND moved in on my lovely freshly made bed...<br />
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Ah the joys of jumping on your mum and dad's bed... It just never gets old does it...<br />
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tata for now ducks XxshellxX<br />
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<br /></div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-77052284831188652922012-05-10T00:35:00.003+01:002012-05-10T09:34:19.779+01:00ready..steady..TOAST!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Today has been a strange day.. There was a reasonable amount of anticipation and its fair to say that there was a measure of the anticlimax about it too.<br />
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We had signed up with a local toddler walking group and were due to meet today with a view to visiting Folly Dolly Falls - a local beauty spot with more than a touch of geological significance and (its fair to say) a slightly comical name.<br />
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We got up bright and early with a view to partaking of a hearty breakfast to see us on our way. One of us entered into the active spirit a little more than the rest - approaching his breakfast as if he were settling into the starting blocks...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">TOAST! No oh wait a minute - biscuits...<br />
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Anyroad... we broke our fast in glorious sunshine (you cant tell from the pictures but let me assure you - it was there) and then donned our most serious walking garb at which point it started to rain... so we changed into crocodile and blue and pink floral wellies and one of us wore a giant waterproof frog poncho... It wasnt me..<br />
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They dont make them big enough...(probably)<br />
We rushed out of the house because although we'd initially had plenty of time we still managed to be late. In rushing out of the house we forgot our camera - I blame Alex - he was supposed to be reminding me. Yes he might only be two years old but still... So we have no photos of aforementioned Folly Dolly Falls. Here are some pictures of the Bluebells in our garden until normal service resumes... <i>(that might be a while...}</i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Bluebells are rampant in our garden *<i>more elevator muzak*</i></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i> </i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">*<i>Do Do Do Dooooo Dudoodoooo Dudoo doodoo doo Dadadada Dooo Dudoo Dooo Dudoo Doodoo doo</i>*</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Theyre spanish and theyre rampant so I'm allowed to pick them and put them in a vase on my windowsill ok?</i></td></tr>
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The walking group consisted of two Surestart Playworkers and a group of about six other mums with tiny babies in prams - no other toddlers. Consequently the pram brigade walked at a chatting Mummy pace - I walked at Alex pace. <b>'Alex Pace'</b> <span style="font-size: small;"><i>"alehks pås" </i>s<i>peed of walking which allows perpetrator</i> (yes perpetrator) <i>to examine every pebble, fallen leaf, indentation, puddle in, on or by footpath. As an approximate measurement 500 yards covered in a</i> <b>LIFETIME!!</b> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">This meant we were left behind... no matter... even though we were walking at a snail's limping pace - Alex was very excited to see the Falls and to paddle in the stream. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Only.. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">the group didnt stop at the falls - they walked past them - at a distance... Walked a little way further then turned around and walked past them again. At which point I told one of the Playworkers that I'd promised Alex a look at the falls and so I was going to take him down to the stream for a paddle and a better look. Aforementioned Playworker said that it wasn't a problem and that he would head back with the group but wait for us at the original meeting place to make sure that we got back ok. The falls were lovely. We were able to wade right into the stream and take a good luck up at them. On the way back it was a matter of national import that we jumped in every puddle (it was a rainy day - there were hundreds) and picked up every leaf, catkin, pussy willow bud that we encountered along the way. The meeting place was probably about 20 mins walk away from where we broke off from the group... an hour and a half later... we met back up with the playworker again. He was very nice about it but it cant have been fun waiting around for an hour plus just for us to to appear. Also Alex, being tired, wailed pretty much the whole way home. So to recap: Walk = Rained on, Left behind, and Wailed at. Not quite the fun day I'd had planned originally - No MATTER!.... I had been invited to a twitter party for Mums that involved Chocolate, Wine, and Doodling online. I would get home, get tea on, get Alex bathed and into bed and settle in for a relaxing evening chatting, chomping chocolate, quaffing vino and drawing. What could be better?? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The turkey fillets for tea didn't defrost in the time that the microwave assured me they would, Tea itself didnt cook in the time that the recipe assured me it would (the fillets were still raw) so I was half an hour behind schedule... </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">NO MATTER!! I still had allowed plenty of time - Twitter party started at 8.30pm - Alex was in the bath by 7pm. In bed by 7.45 and David (my husband) said he would tuck Alex in and read him a story. Done and dusted by 8.05pm - I asked David to light me a fire in the living room, poured my wine and broke out some chocolate and marshmallows onto a plate - I found scrap paper and a selection of pens and pencils - 8.10pm. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"> Alex started to shout down that he needed the potty. Dave was busy with a match in his hand - 8.12pm - still time. I ran upstairs and helped him into the potty. We sang some songs, discussed his stuffed animal display, reminisced...still no wee. Everytime I asked him if he'd finished he would say:- "Mr Wee will be along in a minute" Finally Mr Wee showed up and I tucked him into bed. Alex, not Mr Wee. I flushed him down the toilet. Mr Wee, not Alex. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Came downstairs - 8.34pm. Rushed to switch on the p.c. Said my hello s and tried to settle in only it was all so fast - looked to see if my camera was ready - looked back - 8 more tweets had been submitted. Tried to read through 8 tweets and view all their doodles online - 17 more tweets in the intervening period. did a doodle about it all going too fast, took a photo, had a fight with the camera, won fight, uploaded photo. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"> 117 tweets in the intervening... WHAT?? 117 TWEETS! Tried to do another doodle. Camera unresponsive. Bitch slapped camera, camera woke up. Camera refused to upload images. Switched off then switched on camera several times. Read tweet saying "thanks for joining in see you next time" </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">oh right</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Not quite the relaxing, indulgent evening I had planned... </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Good thing I decided to put my (super hero) cape on this morning - it may or may not have had any effect on the outcome of the day at all but I like it anyway and it only cost me 20p! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Anyway tata for now peepholios </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Love XxshellxX</span></div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-70855362789445805382012-05-07T09:31:00.000+01:002012-05-07T09:31:54.440+01:00Gifts that you dont want to give away...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hello to you all! What an amazing bank holiday we are having! There
has been sun - real, live sun, shining on things and making them warm..
Who'd have thought! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Made for my niece Sian who was 23 yesterday</td></tr>
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The sun shone on the party that
we went to yesterday - to celebrate my niece's 23rd birthday. I made bags for my niece and her older sister who had her birthday in March. I didn't want to give them away! In fact I may have had a fixed smile on my face and my hand might have clutched on to them rather a little too tightly as I handed them over... Might have...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">made for my niece Claire who's birthday was in March</td></tr>
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I also made a bag for my son's girlfriend - who's birthday was this week.<br />
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It was my first foray into making bags and I'm so pleased with the way that it turned out. I suppose that I can always make another for myself... We shall see - I may be onto the next thing by then - I'm easily distracted... Wooo Shiny Thing! Must go! xx<br />
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</div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-50742011946659642302012-05-05T18:03:00.000+01:002012-05-05T18:03:23.860+01:00Story Of Mum - Happy Weekend Y'all<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hello me dears. Well I'm a little bit late. I did say that I would check in on Wednesday and I didn't. Then I said that I would check in on Thursday but I still didn't. Now its saturday and here I am. I'm sorry - forgive me. I promise that I'll try to not never do it again. I know, I know. That last there sentence was badder english than what you might not never heard before.. but it was from the heart folks. From the heart. <br />
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Well lets get the rubbish stuff out of the way first... The holiday is still up for grabs and will be until monday when it will just be an empty caravan. And so ends the worlds most unsuccessful blog giveaway... nevermind... I have another giveaway on the cards for next week - one that doesn't require packing a suitcase, organising transport or being free on specific dates... Watch this space.<br />
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In other news this week - I started twittering, tweeting, twooting or whatever it is. I'm @doodlyalltheday so look me up.. I started doing it anyway and although I'm still a hopelessly challenged twit - I am making some progress. I now have some peeps that I'm following (I believe the kids on the street call them "Tweeps") and amongst those I have discovered a communal blog called <a href="http://www.storyofmum.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">"Story of Mum"</a> which is brill. Its by and for Mums and Grandmas and it has lots of lovely, crazy projects for you to participate in - like 'Buntify Your Life' where you can go to your most unfavourite part of your house and stick some bunting on it - then take a picture. Or 'Pack a Pocket' where you get to be like a secret, mummy, all-year-santa and slip a little uplifting gift into another mummies pocket - without her knowing. Of course these are things that you can do on your own but the main fun is in the sharing and that is what's best about this blog - its just about mums sharing: sentiments, fun, doubts and reassurance. I'm dead pleased that I came across it. Check it out - you wont be sorry...<br />
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So far this weekend - we've been on an ultimately unsuccessful but not altogether unpleasant journey to the outer reaches of Huddersfield in search of some mid century modern furniture that I've bought on Ebay with a view to p(r)imping. We had car trouble and by the time we arrived at our destination the seller was no longer there - so I will have to wait to get my hands on them. But the sun was shining and it was some precious alone time for my husband and I so it wasn't all bad. When we got back to Grandma and Grandad's Alex had picked some beautiful flowers for me....<br />
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He always stops to pick Dandelions for me - and I must admit that he has great taste - I dont think I ever appreciated how beautiful they are before he pointed it out. <br />
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I've been a baking demon this week and I'm about to break out the flour et al. once again.. its my niece's birthday tomorrow and so I'm intending to take some lemon and poppy seed muffins with me with which to buy her love. <br />
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I've also been drawing. Mainly late at night which means I've been staying up much longer than I should but it feels good to be able to flex my creative muscles again. <br />
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I shall leave you with a picture of my breakfast this morning... "Whaa....??" Yes its a bit mad but when I set it out on the table I was just so taken with the sunny yellow colours and it made me sing "happy weekend to me..." in my head - so I decided to take a pic.<br />
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Happy weekend to you all. Bye for now xx <br />
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I come to you bearing gifts... Big, shiny, lovely gifts. Actually when I say gifts plural I mean one gift... I come to you bearing gift... But its a good one. In fact as gifts go.. its a doozy! Is that a word? My mum used to say it. Come to think of it - that doesn't necessarily prove anything - My mum has been known to invent the odd word in her time..<br />
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"SKIP TO THE END!" I hear you say.."Get back to the gift bit.. we dont need to know about the dictionary according to June!" (June is my mum's name ) "you can tell us about that later.." <br />
Ok! Ok - the gift: Its a holiday... No word of a lie. A real, live, honest to goodness holiday. <br />
Its for four people staying in a caravan from Monday 7 May til Fri 11 May (the dates and location are non negotiable) - all you have to do is get yourself to Park Resorts Withernsea in the good old East Riding of Yorkshire. <br />
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http://www.park-resorts.com/holiday-parks/yorkshire/withernsea-sands/ <br />
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What do you have to do to attain for yourself this lovely shiny vacay? You have to become a follower of my blog (if you arent already) and leave a comment on this post. Existing followers - just leave a comment. If you do these two simple things I will put your name into a hat from which I will draw the winner - its true - I actually have a hat set aside for this very purpose. <br />
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I have got some more giveaways in the pipeline - Keep watching this space<br />
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So my lovely existing and new found blog friends... What are you waiting for?? Your deckchair is calling you......<br />
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Speak soon<br />
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Just lately things have been difficult in our household. Money is extremely tight as I'm sure it is for so many others with the current economic climate being what it is. We have had to forego a lot of things and find new, more cost effective ways of doing others. Weekends had ceased to be a time to kick back and indulge ourselves and had become a time to batten down the hatches and clamp down on all spending. I'd lost interest in the house and couldn't motivate myself to do anything crafty or creative. And I think that in all of the worry and our own little austerity measures we had forgotten to live in the moment or enjoy <i>anything</i> let alone each other and the simple things in life. <br />
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Sometimes you can start to feel differently even though nothing has really changed. In the last week or so Ive started to draw and create again and I'm starting to feel positive and, dare I say it, even excited about what the future will bring.<br />
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I'm constantly cooking up plans for different parts of the house and I've started to tweak things and rearrange and primp and, in essence, love the house again.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This week I've repainted and made a new seatpad and seat cushion cover for this chair</td></tr>
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I have no idea why or what kick started me once more because the situation is just the same as it was but somehow I feel better able to cope with it. And it has to be said that when I'm being creative (regardless of the quality of what I'm producing) I do feel better - more like me. <br />
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We had an idea that we would wake early as a family on saturday mornings and collect firewood together. We have a wood burning stove and this is one way that we can spend quality time together and save money - as it means we dont have to fork out for fuel. There is always a plentiful supply of freshly fallen timber in the three woods that we are lucky enough to have on our doorstep. Its gentle exercise for us - an adventure for Alex and we can take the dogs for a run all at once. Plus it means that we get the weekend off to a good, early start and can make the most of our time. Its like killing six or seven birds with one stone - which you've got to admit would be a pretty neat (if not barbaric) trick. So.. that's exactly what we did (collected wood - not the bird massacre)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There's something romantic about going out to collect wood for the fire. Its like the Brothers Grimm fairy tales that my mum would read to me as a child - but with a happy ending and minus the decapitations...</td></tr>
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I had cooked an improvised kind of chili (without kidney beans but with added courgette) so that we had hearty comfort food waiting for us when we came home. Is there anything better than coming home to a good meal??<br />
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Not forgetting something sweet and sticky for afters:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">got a bit gooey when we cut into it but I can assure you that the taste was not impaired - sleep well my friends</td></tr>
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We got all the housework out of the way first thing. And I had spent friday night cleaning and rearranging my kitchen dresser (rock & roll!) as it had gotten very dusty and cluttered with things that probably had no business being on display (animal character plasters, dowel rods and false nail glue anyone?)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love it when my dresser is in order. Its just so nice to sit at the kitchen table and feast my eyes.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Do you like this little fella? Alex made him at our local mum's and tot's group. They paid for each child to paint one porcelain ornament and have it fired at a local pottery as an easter gift. </td></tr>
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This is me trying to take a picture of.. me in one of my recent creations: my button mirror.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Union Jack to celebrate Britain hosting the Olympic Games 2012</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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After lunch - I decided to do a little baking...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Do you like this idea? You've probably already seen it elswhere in blogland if youre an avid blogger. I got it from the impossibly perfect <a href="http://www.cherrymenlove.com/home_family_life/2011/09/try-this-storing-cake-cases-in-a-spaghetti-jar.html">Cherry Menlove</a>'s blog. I think she is one of my newest girl crushes. </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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Finally I could sit down with a cuppa and a cake and stare with vacant wonderment at my dresser. I dont know why I do this or why interiors and crafting have become like a kind of porn for me. I have a subscription to an interiors magazine and when it arrives I hyperventilate a little bit and I make furtive little plans to squirrel myself away with it and drool all over the glossy pictures. I know, I know but I cant help it!<br />
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Anyway... all in all it has felt like we got a lot out of our weekend so far. I'm looking forward to tomorrow...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The reward for my baking endeavours...</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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I hope that you're enjoying a productive weekend and if not productive - then - a happy one. <br />
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Bye for now folks..<br />
Speak soon XxShellxX</div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-23755459171185328602012-04-19T16:35:00.001+01:002012-04-25T23:07:11.318+01:00The Dinner Game<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
1. Don your Armour (in this case a blue bib)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Excited jumping is optional</td></tr>
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2.Choose your weapons<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">choose any two of the above</td></tr>
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3.Snake your way up the 'game board' from bottom left eating as you go<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hidden treasure covered on top row</td></tr>
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4.Eating 'unlocks' the hidden treasures at the top of the 'board'<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">from bottom left: cucumber, carrot, broccolli, cream cheese, farfalle pasta, chopped tomato, olives, feta cheese, banana, apple, marshmallow, chocolate</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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5.The aftermath...<br />
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I'm not a nutritionist so I'm not saying that this is how the tray should be layed out exactly.<br />
I realise that there wasn't any meat and not an awful lot of carbs on there but he'd had rice crispies for breakfast, toast for 2nd breakfast and breadsticks for a mid morning snack. He's making homemade salami pizza for tea... I'm not concerned. I converted this from an idea I found <a href="http://michellesjournalcorner.blogspot.co.uk/search/label/Muffin%20Tin%20Monday">here</a> and I couldn't wait til monday. The lady herself is called Michelle and what can I say... there's a pattern forming here: Awesomeness. Just check <a href="http://domestica79.blogspot.co.uk/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Michelle Lorenzen's </a>blog out as proof. The author is my cousin and she's also called Michelle and she's <i>cray</i> awesome you guys.<br />
Anyways.. gotta go lean against a wall and click ma fingers n be cool folks.<br />
Later Daddio <br />
XxmichellexX</div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-19075617503710286622012-03-18T11:37:00.000+00:002012-03-18T11:37:04.557+00:00Can everyone stand up and check under the cushions for my mojo?I've lost my mojo. I dont know when and I'm not entirely sure where. I cant really describe it, its just what made me - me. <br />
Ive seemed to have shifted from boho chic to hobo chic and from delightfully individual to slightly mad.Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-45457862618749678192012-03-14T13:30:00.000+00:002012-03-14T13:30:50.582+00:00Mothers Day...on a budget!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnH71DZT3V_m-Ntsi03ueTmRpeQ8sXWWtfRsb383YY5bQ7OJz-IXPvQnbpFH7gvICZ3cxsm4ozozcnALnpr_Le1VHoKzWLOlCyz-3fHHH4dvxoOA1nPbnOKeqlW8FVL0aFVcTG1wjixJY/s1600/403881_10150514213143029_605698028_8822203_344628869_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>So, yes, I've been away for awhile and now I'm back yet again. Just like the proverbial bad penny. <br />
I was offered a full time job in June last year and was unable to turn down the money so I went back to full time work and learnt how to screenprint - which was nice. Obvs I'm not some kind of Jedi Screen print Master yet but I can print two colours and adhesive and I loved every minute of it. I did learn about screen printing at college when I was doing my graphics course but that was... well lets just say that it was awhile back. <br />
Anyway I'm back on the scrapheap now and one of the upshots of that is that I can resume blogging! Yey! I've missed the blogging community and being able to publish (even if noone reads it) and more importantly - catching up on my favourite blogs is something that I'm looking forward to now!<br />
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Anyhoo - its mother's day coming up in the UK and I'm seriously skint - I'm talking zero pounds zero pence - so I'm going to have to be creative. Fortunately making something out of nothing is one thing that I'm good at - just ask my husband - he's always telling me that I'm making something out of nothing! BOOM BOOM!... Ahem...<br />
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So here is what I'm thinking I could do....<br />
<ol style="text-align: left;"><li>bake</li>
<li>pick flowers</li>
<li>make mummy things </li>
</ol> And I'm probably gonna do a combination of all three... here are some of the kind of things I'm thinking of.. <br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCsWNG0Jg1zEaTEhaQVSrWOra-bV2h_r-y7YR2MtXS_zU6nWQApHZPtuWsbcmkUOBJ4C8Ncljuos1uyeK7WXXWJkPpQyvdrvQp3X_960DcGyKkCUrXZfZPCHITwgjy4ioqN_W34Xw6C5I/s1600/odyssea.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCsWNG0Jg1zEaTEhaQVSrWOra-bV2h_r-y7YR2MtXS_zU6nWQApHZPtuWsbcmkUOBJ4C8Ncljuos1uyeK7WXXWJkPpQyvdrvQp3X_960DcGyKkCUrXZfZPCHITwgjy4ioqN_W34Xw6C5I/s1600/odyssea.jpg" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sew up a cushion cover or cupboard door hanger</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuGYE2DzA_dKqepSOdlIG_vJNzGXsozvg5dw9r9VMEAnd_KBYJtXbXXOt5V0X9XJtQyE8yczkQ7RmWvdX6b_ZSUFOG9xZhtgGPqRFAO57pJaN2Y_B9JtlG84otn1Lvn1r350yJnKxWpqI/s1600/images-2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">bake cookies and put them in a nice box/jar</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5cmXgYEMK3iZHIfiQT7ENtzN3E-n7L3HTbj3b-7-Wy3Mkou0riTENHJs88Zv0nNu_ANNb93MteFClukmYsMPfUk3OBm0nnnsO5CpXhS68Q8q1u2c6R_U5xvoU6G3bUWKB3k8ejSlY3d8/s1600/images-3.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5cmXgYEMK3iZHIfiQT7ENtzN3E-n7L3HTbj3b-7-Wy3Mkou0riTENHJs88Zv0nNu_ANNb93MteFClukmYsMPfUk3OBm0nnnsO5CpXhS68Q8q1u2c6R_U5xvoU6G3bUWKB3k8ejSlY3d8/s1600/images-3.jpg" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A nice homemade cake...</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuGYE2DzA_dKqepSOdlIG_vJNzGXsozvg5dw9r9VMEAnd_KBYJtXbXXOt5V0X9XJtQyE8yczkQ7RmWvdX6b_ZSUFOG9xZhtgGPqRFAO57pJaN2Y_B9JtlG84otn1Lvn1r350yJnKxWpqI/s1600/images-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> </a></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg82pqkONaDPhyphenhyphenMDTLgUDHiqBj1P4emR3JcC-TVauySmeiUzTri_smiRsrc-zgULoRYAS8CVgdQR2cJLMQq1ENyp9UClwKa2l_M57YiyKu3Gn_A28DiZ7BdTrlLY8hLkY_ckLo30bC2bIQ/s1600/images-1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg82pqkONaDPhyphenhyphenMDTLgUDHiqBj1P4emR3JcC-TVauySmeiUzTri_smiRsrc-zgULoRYAS8CVgdQR2cJLMQq1ENyp9UClwKa2l_M57YiyKu3Gn_A28DiZ7BdTrlLY8hLkY_ckLo30bC2bIQ/s1600/images-1.jpg" /> </a></td><td style="text-align: center;"> </td><td style="text-align: center;"> </td><td style="text-align: center;"> </td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">pick a bunch of flowers from my garden<br />
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here are some pics of My Mum:</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnH71DZT3V_m-Ntsi03ueTmRpeQ8sXWWtfRsb383YY5bQ7OJz-IXPvQnbpFH7gvICZ3cxsm4ozozcnALnpr_Le1VHoKzWLOlCyz-3fHHH4dvxoOA1nPbnOKeqlW8FVL0aFVcTG1wjixJY/s1600/403881_10150514213143029_605698028_8822203_344628869_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnH71DZT3V_m-Ntsi03ueTmRpeQ8sXWWtfRsb383YY5bQ7OJz-IXPvQnbpFH7gvICZ3cxsm4ozozcnALnpr_Le1VHoKzWLOlCyz-3fHHH4dvxoOA1nPbnOKeqlW8FVL0aFVcTG1wjixJY/s320/403881_10150514213143029_605698028_8822203_344628869_n.jpg" width="242" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENhwlsEtjvu6qtfxdScmu0bkk-mhY4MFlAtoVeXnM4xIxLroh3ATwgkEx1h3PHTRH0WfXUv2G8WmUkQ7Cl0FOBPlm5dmRNeVAMqhgzlLS4Lf6CHOMVANjYGqwCZlbOdqJBCwETXHd2u0/s1600/222701_5981398028_605698028_237686_316_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENhwlsEtjvu6qtfxdScmu0bkk-mhY4MFlAtoVeXnM4xIxLroh3ATwgkEx1h3PHTRH0WfXUv2G8WmUkQ7Cl0FOBPlm5dmRNeVAMqhgzlLS4Lf6CHOMVANjYGqwCZlbOdqJBCwETXHd2u0/s320/222701_5981398028_605698028_237686_316_n.jpg" width="212" /></a></div>isn't she lovely. What are you doing for Mother's day this year? Something nice I hope.</div><div>Tata for now xx</div><div>Shell</div></div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-39591576423381461672011-06-06T23:42:00.000+01:002011-06-06T23:42:13.509+01:00Bathroom sneaky peeks<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">After quite some length of time living with a schizophrenic bathroom (not to mention the "part of your bathroom is nice..." comments from well meaning visitors) The DIY bug stepped in and compelled me to, at last, tackle the half finished job that constituted our smallest room. And so ... I chose my weapons, picked me out a tester pot and set off - in high spirits and completely unaware of the perilous adventure that it would prove to be.. (ok maybe thats over-egging the pudding somewhat, but let me tell you that there was more than one point during this journey that I had cause to regret ever deciding to get involved)<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzx_VDQht-waVnzoFO5V1heEyEJaXUjGwU67HJRBBbKLXGE6P76Av4a1LfB5aSz0NwLRJoK55mjvBCEGKz0jwg-86As-R7Us6QFj3UL4ofDt8jMkYngfNXBzkQ_Gmpu9Cnha9OAyD4WE/s1600/100_1955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzx_VDQht-waVnzoFO5V1heEyEJaXUjGwU67HJRBBbKLXGE6P76Av4a1LfB5aSz0NwLRJoK55mjvBCEGKz0jwg-86As-R7Us6QFj3UL4ofDt8jMkYngfNXBzkQ_Gmpu9Cnha9OAyD4WE/s320/100_1955.jpg" width="240" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">first a reminder of the bathroom as it was when we took ownership of the house....</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td></tr>
</tbody></table>I had chosen a lime green tester pot for the top half of the walls. My original idea had been to keep to a strictly monochrome scheme but as much as I loved how the entryway and linen cupboard turned out...<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTxzIcPsKqM42wk6UXV8AP4n_L4lqJlI-p5fDMGxFZiH_iN0fID1-MfIlErV6LHmYx1aQQDPaVtA-Tyqb4rjtYOK3lWBbo8P8QQUD60yyrMyZ3hPUiZObat6r-YHtyYIRLILuZLbEU4CE/s1600/100_1966.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTxzIcPsKqM42wk6UXV8AP4n_L4lqJlI-p5fDMGxFZiH_iN0fID1-MfIlErV6LHmYx1aQQDPaVtA-Tyqb4rjtYOK3lWBbo8P8QQUD60yyrMyZ3hPUiZObat6r-YHtyYIRLILuZLbEU4CE/s320/100_1966.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>... I felt that it would be too stark and cold and needed just a dash of colour. I had agonised over exactly what colour for quite some time when I decided to relocate a green plant pot (that we had inherited with the house) from our bedroom to the windowsill in the bathroom. This was purely an act of mercy towards the poor houseplant that resided within said plant pot - as I thought that it had more of a chance of getting watered in the bathroom than in the bedroom. And there it was... my colour choice. Yes I know - lime green?? But it seemed to make sense. I could visualise it. It WOULD work..<br />
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I rushed home and tried out my tester pot and this is how it looked... be afraid...<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggGi1yLdMP3U4MOtuNXoLtumXkLTQvkboNEZ53Ebdb4E59_KH3jEDeTBEjXrAaNYgDM-zj_F6Xf_CtZ4Zwg8X65nzHQizvZ4hz4_z4IZO2GlisyWWrXE5sWS43ZLN2kwXpb70QYNWJmRU/s1600/DSCF9324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggGi1yLdMP3U4MOtuNXoLtumXkLTQvkboNEZ53Ebdb4E59_KH3jEDeTBEjXrAaNYgDM-zj_F6Xf_CtZ4Zwg8X65nzHQizvZ4hz4_z4IZO2GlisyWWrXE5sWS43ZLN2kwXpb70QYNWJmRU/s320/DSCF9324.jpg" width="240" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The next job was for me to break out the sugar soap... I needed to sugar soap all the tiles as it was my intention to .. Wait...Are you sitting down? .. It was my intention to paint the tiles. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Some things I have learnt about painting tiles:</div><ol style="text-align: left;"><li>the mere mention of tiles and paint within the same sentence causes hysteria</li>
<li>tile paint strikes fear into the hearts and minds of the biggest, sturdiest and manliest of men</li>
<li>everyone (and I mean e.v.e.r.y.one) you consult about painting tiles will try to dissuade you using the most persuasive tools that they have at their disposal</li>
<li>The Good Lord giveth and if he could he would taketh away the tile paint</li>
<li>Tile paint is the Devil - not the work of the Devil but the Devil himself in D.I.Y form</li>
</ol>So... armed with all the above information - I was determined to paint the tiles. I could see how it would pan out:- I would be the one to conquer the almighty tile paint. I would succeed where all the experts had failed. I would write books about it. I would start a tile paint revolution.... <br />
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Firstly - I painted the remaining (un-tiled) top half of the walls with the green then sugar soaped the tiles. I had bought both white and black tile paint as the plan was to paint the blue border tiles in black and the pink lower tiles (everything below the border) in white. After deliberating the best course of action - I decided to do the black tiles first. <br />
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Some more things I learnt about tile paint...<br />
<ol style="text-align: left;"><li>It is viscous beyond the levels of all viscosity I had ever previously encountered</li>
<li>just taking the lid off a tin of tile paint causes hysteria in the immediate vicinity (i.e. Me)</li>
<li>The fumes from tile paint immediately locate and kill all brain cells connected with artistic ability and in particular - how to hold and use a paint brush</li>
<li>It bleeds</li>
<li>It drips for days and days and days</li>
<li>Applying tile paint with a roller does not result in a flatter finish</li>
</ol>At long last I finished the black tiles... By this time I never wanted to see another tin of tile paint again. It looked bad. <br />
The next day I touched up the grout around the painted tiles - it started to look better. <br />
It started to grow on me...<br />
I asked my very talented designer husband (graphic designer not versace) to make me some decals for the wall... it all started to come together. <br />
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I repurposed (I believe that is the 'in' word in lifestyle circles) a vintage mirror that had been hung in the kitchen (I'd never really gotten attached to it there)<br />
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and fixed a wooden 'Love' plaque that is identical to the one in my living room - my two year old son had broken it in half and I'd kept it just in case..<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPbCpK96dhgWYjlrwruS8VU0Odpp91ojM1t7UyFC6SQJ4_bWc2Ke_MBxJKAku0JNbuYW0d2_0fpiOXwkpy7FsyuX-MqYaHHSOW_XrsECZKSBavkEFLi81XwgLpBn89llYy5vUkUe4-BV4/s1600/DSCF9351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPbCpK96dhgWYjlrwruS8VU0Odpp91ojM1t7UyFC6SQJ4_bWc2Ke_MBxJKAku0JNbuYW0d2_0fpiOXwkpy7FsyuX-MqYaHHSOW_XrsECZKSBavkEFLi81XwgLpBn89llYy5vUkUe4-BV4/s320/DSCF9351.jpg" width="257" /></a></div>I just need to paint the woodwork (doorframe and bath panel) white and dye some of my towels and my work here is done... Watch this space for the grand unveiling within the next couple of weeks.....<br />
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Tata for now peepholes x<br />
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</div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-15576031110563965182011-05-25T23:01:00.000+01:002011-05-25T23:01:48.298+01:00Where its at. (Because I'm "Street" dont you know)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Its a little hectic around here at the moment as I'm trying to set up my own business (in childcare), set up a sideline project (see my new blog), make things to sell (see my new blog) and look for a job in the meantime. Then somewhere along the line I need to make time for Alex. So I apologise for the delay in between posts. <br />
So you get the gist... busy, busy, busy.<br />
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Its a funny old time of year at the moment: not quite spring but not quite summer (doing quite a convincing 'Autumn on some days!) and thats how I feel I am at the moment - in betweeny. I'm just desperate to get moving forward properly with my life and have a clear direction again. Well I suppose I do have a clear direction but I feel like i'm sitting at some temporary traffic lights - you know the ones - you end up sitting looking at a red light for what feels suspiciously like an extremely long time then you convince yourself that the lights are broke especially since there hasn't been any traffic coming from the opposite direction... what if their side is stuck on red aswell... What if (oh horror of horrors) both sides have been sitting and looking at a red light all along..... Then - just as you start to try and find a contact number for the local Highways department - it changes and you feel like a tit (just slightly). Anyway ENOUGH of the analogies!! <br />
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Here are some pictures....<br />
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</tbody></table>Not much else to report back at the moment.. so I'll take my leave of you. Bye for now xx<br />
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</div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-4804246249806210602011-05-06T22:21:00.000+01:002011-05-06T22:21:59.514+01:00My newest makes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgudAuj99T8VTzR7eUzUwqOTxrTj62luvr2H8XKhXtrlbPRA-LD1SSMMFXnhoZvffFTkVCBEZ6Iko-TE-5d-1wwFq3axhcpKxK6sK8eWhyIItjXhyygGBmHWlqLv1kNDnS9ClvRenBHXE/s1600/29-04-2011+09.36.26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> </a>It had quite a few knocks and some pen scribbles. I knew that I'd end up painting it but I wasn't sure what colour.. My husband suggested using the beige that we had left from painting the mdf panelling in the living room. I'd kind of been thinking along the same lines with the exception of using the leftover cupboard paint from the kitchen.. Then I thought: "why not use both" and this was the result - I spent the whole day sanding it down then started with the beige.. It took 2 days and 5 coats. I'd forgotten that I'd had a horrendous time with the beige when I'd painted the panelling! Its only saving grace is that it dries very quickly and you can apply another coat after half an hour. Its a Dulux woodpaint.. needless to say - I wont be buying it again. In contrast the grey went on like a dream - as it had in the kitchen - only, it took a further 48 hours before it was touch dry (thank god for those 4 day weekends, eh?) Anyhoo - its done now... almost... I have one or two finishing touches in mind for it and I'll post updated pics when its done... </div><br />
I've also made this dresser: <br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfYJUp8sW8-dYVM6mAjUSNphMIKg6o6KPyzWmIATDE-wdycQNiOfYki4OzTP8YLnsaJ7nkellQTF3YBoF1_FzoYURJJBrafgxfRNorRpfbLQ8ynQxwEiEgHyrWgGYBtmxnzI_sF_mHB2I/s1600/17-04-2011+17.41.09.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfYJUp8sW8-dYVM6mAjUSNphMIKg6o6KPyzWmIATDE-wdycQNiOfYki4OzTP8YLnsaJ7nkellQTF3YBoF1_FzoYURJJBrafgxfRNorRpfbLQ8ynQxwEiEgHyrWgGYBtmxnzI_sF_mHB2I/s320/17-04-2011+17.41.09.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>I'd been keeping an eye out for a dresser top/shelving unit that would be small enough to fit on top of the kitchen radiator cabinet. This was one that I found on Ebay but it didn't sell so I contacted the seller after the auction ended and offered them 20 quid (a fiver less than they were asking for). They accepted. I suppose that I could have drove a harder bargain but they were nice people and it was the nicest shelving unit I'd seen. I'd done a bit of a deal and they got it taken off their hands without feeling like they'd been shafted... Everyone's a winner baby! <br />
It was a very dark wood originally. I confess that I was so eager to get it spray painted that I didn't take a before picture. Here's a closer pic: <br />
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I made Alex an Easter Bunny: <br />
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</div></div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-38683632455271496722011-05-02T23:47:00.000+01:002011-05-02T23:47:43.213+01:00Easter and May Bank holiday<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Well, its been a little while since I last posted on here and this is partly down to problematicos technicales.. I still haven't found a free way to blog from my ipad and seeing as blogging (or doing anything via the mac mini) requires lots of concentration - I only really do it when Alex is taking a nap. Getting Alex to take a nap is not an exact science nowadays - sometimes he'll have 20 minutes, sometimes 2 hours and then other times nothing at all. My getting to sit down and blog is a bit of a lottery at the moment. But I'm here now and that's the main thing...<br />
These last few weeks have been glorious and I've really enjoyed being able to spend plenty of time with my husband and littlest boy over the bank holiday weekends. <br />
My eldest boy is currently in on holiday in Portugal and despite the fact that we hardly see him when he's 'home' I'm still missing him terribly. It was his 18th birthday a couple of weeks back and I have no idea where the time has gone. <br />
We have spent some of our bank holidays exploring the woodlands that surround our village. We've set off on a couple of occasions with no particular plan - just going wherever our whimsy directs us - I love exploring this way as we seem to stumble on so many little places that we would have no idea existed if we planned out our routes more. I must take some pictures of the ruined building that lies at the far edge of Windy Bank Wood. There is a very interesting subterranean room in it complete with bars on the underground window(??) <br />
This Easter has seen Alex at his most entertaining as his personality is starting to blossom evermore each day and he constantly amazes us with his little outbursts and what appears to be an uproarious sense of humour.<br />
I've been feeling terribly creative of late and I've completed several little projects in the last couple of weeks which I'll list in a future post. I'm thinking of getting a little stall at a craft or vintage fair and seeing if I can make a few bob.. I think it would give me a great sense of achievement and since money is too tight to mention around here at the moment - it may also provide a welcome influx of funds. <br />
I'll sign off for now and get some shut eye - it is a school night after all..<br />
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</tbody></table>Bye for now... hopefully I'll have a new camera soon and can get back to blogging more frequently xx</div>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-66636398788509109652011-03-09T09:47:00.000+00:002011-03-09T10:24:47.331+00:00Spring has sprunged...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtQe18uSiYlOiWilXEysqNLzxz7UtiTYub_-u5qyf-v6E7i_jk10M-KasM-0f-2F5uO1qSr-ruidI5bCmub0GfsAhVp_Wx7YY-8oI-lboSAXt98QJU0haZzp3wCM3DWzB5NjNkT_8TJrA/s1600/100_1945.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtQe18uSiYlOiWilXEysqNLzxz7UtiTYub_-u5qyf-v6E7i_jk10M-KasM-0f-2F5uO1qSr-ruidI5bCmub0GfsAhVp_Wx7YY-8oI-lboSAXt98QJU0haZzp3wCM3DWzB5NjNkT_8TJrA/s320/100_1945.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582023231016636754" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwXZyaswu5eupZxICcdo78C-BhrdzA79Js-STnnMOqfeLl1jnSxLLCgBgNJoRcrnRlHlWcKRkrJziLjHtimaQ2vYEvjBdYlfR9smiy84T_Af7ECNhqX1NNOh2xmCJo5LZxqXXCLxNEsC8/s1600/100_1943.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwXZyaswu5eupZxICcdo78C-BhrdzA79Js-STnnMOqfeLl1jnSxLLCgBgNJoRcrnRlHlWcKRkrJziLjHtimaQ2vYEvjBdYlfR9smiy84T_Af7ECNhqX1NNOh2xmCJo5LZxqXXCLxNEsC8/s320/100_1943.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582023226509845570" border="0" /></a><br />Everyone else has posted springly pictures on their blogs so I decided to hurl myself on the bandwagon..<br />The tulips are from my ever-so-stylish friend, Sharon, who came round and spent the afternoon with me on Monday. And what a lovely afternoon it was. The sun was shining. We had lots of tea and cake and a little explore in Windy Bank Wood.<br />Windy Bank is my new place to explore and its literally on my doorstep. I'll post some pics here soon....<br />Bye for now xShellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-48191520769824355592011-03-09T09:02:00.000+00:002011-03-09T09:28:13.912+00:00An ongoing saga... bathroom continuedHere are the results so far in the bathroom or the room off the bathroom - its a strange little configuration....<br />I painted the walls black. Yes folks I did say black. And when I'd just finished painting I looked at it and I thought: " have I just gone completely mad? Have I??" <br />I just couldn't decide if it was completely mental or total genius... I do think it will probably divide people's opinions but once I'd gotten my mirror and candle sconces on the wall I was totally in love with it..<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCeX3PGTy_R-2HEZCzwje9VKoAUhm6RHoIGQl-rLWw8uEmswBnkTLKfwKI9PjIR1tSxix_sN6VjolBEXiSB9MSWBHgrMVLi9LwNKUV22zxshZcMaXziKdJTLL1KRYj8VVY9u2FP2EQOnA/s1600/100_1965.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCeX3PGTy_R-2HEZCzwje9VKoAUhm6RHoIGQl-rLWw8uEmswBnkTLKfwKI9PjIR1tSxix_sN6VjolBEXiSB9MSWBHgrMVLi9LwNKUV22zxshZcMaXziKdJTLL1KRYj8VVY9u2FP2EQOnA/s320/100_1965.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582004935884983346" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTxzIcPsKqM42wk6UXV8AP4n_L4lqJlI-p5fDMGxFZiH_iN0fID1-MfIlErV6LHmYx1aQQDPaVtA-Tyqb4rjtYOK3lWBbo8P8QQUD60yyrMyZ3hPUiZObat6r-YHtyYIRLILuZLbEU4CE/s1600/100_1966.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTxzIcPsKqM42wk6UXV8AP4n_L4lqJlI-p5fDMGxFZiH_iN0fID1-MfIlErV6LHmYx1aQQDPaVtA-Tyqb4rjtYOK3lWBbo8P8QQUD60yyrMyZ3hPUiZObat6r-YHtyYIRLILuZLbEU4CE/s320/100_1966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582004940767115186" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeJa107Jsjgd6mdpHS7pameoI5mCUOEJCq8IkXj_mMSWaqQ7GxQovnn1Osfax6K2Kotq7gl5DKL2yNONQJ4GeTwALuQBSRpFKbedR6Ll_Zu4Ut86hIZON68Ft3YVZ4QIqRRC-ESZc6rY/s1600/100_1967.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeJa107Jsjgd6mdpHS7pameoI5mCUOEJCq8IkXj_mMSWaqQ7GxQovnn1Osfax6K2Kotq7gl5DKL2yNONQJ4GeTwALuQBSRpFKbedR6Ll_Zu4Ut86hIZON68Ft3YVZ4QIqRRC-ESZc6rY/s320/100_1967.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582005533624304914" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ-wqQRmPvBwnx9xHEko8rdL-_q1HG9qj9sbUETAAVbbg0sA69SfOrp5vsSXYGP7y3F1Yo2VAHyTk6Z1HwC9uxyy6ptxId8wINkgLOaCmHylAJELcgqIYCq4-1rp2a9PBYEbftBkbW7lY/s1600/100_1969.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ-wqQRmPvBwnx9xHEko8rdL-_q1HG9qj9sbUETAAVbbg0sA69SfOrp5vsSXYGP7y3F1Yo2VAHyTk6Z1HwC9uxyy6ptxId8wINkgLOaCmHylAJELcgqIYCq4-1rp2a9PBYEbftBkbW7lY/s320/100_1969.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582004939945928466" border="0" /></a><br />Ive spruced up the candle sconces - they were a gold pair that I'd had in my old house in the living room. I painted them white with an almost dry brush so that some of the gold would still come through and I nicked some of the crystal drops from the chandelier that is just visible in picture one. I used these on the sconces and the mirror. Same mirror that was black in my last post.<br /><br />And finally:- the line between the old and the new... All woodwork is going to be done in brilliant white and tiles are going to be mainly brilliant white with a black border..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE7ildRMRn89yyHT2GJqgHrdD2YqQWoIhPB-taqp5o7EvP8Ae72VgDor9IGElSmVxqTcOn8q8snodDHGCgrSJ9LgMa-qXmtI8WtxR1cnKpSA_jKwmhvOCd0oC4AjF4oz1EontfHya8d1E/s1600/100_1968.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE7ildRMRn89yyHT2GJqgHrdD2YqQWoIhPB-taqp5o7EvP8Ae72VgDor9IGElSmVxqTcOn8q8snodDHGCgrSJ9LgMa-qXmtI8WtxR1cnKpSA_jKwmhvOCd0oC4AjF4oz1EontfHya8d1E/s320/100_1968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582004951676845266" border="0" /></a><br /><br />To be continued.....Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-72243965605526227122011-03-02T17:25:00.000+00:002011-03-09T09:44:30.303+00:00Bathroom Makeover - back to pimping...I've started to tart up my bathroom... We were really spoiled in our old house as we'd been able to afford to have the bathroom completely gutted and done out and it was probably the nicest room in the house.<br />Now dont get me wrong - the bathroom in the cottage is perfectly serviceable<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzx_VDQht-waVnzoFO5V1heEyEJaXUjGwU67HJRBBbKLXGE6P76Av4a1LfB5aSz0NwLRJoK55mjvBCEGKz0jwg-86As-R7Us6QFj3UL4ofDt8jMkYngfNXBzkQ_Gmpu9Cnha9OAyD4WE/s1600/100_1955.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzx_VDQht-waVnzoFO5V1heEyEJaXUjGwU67HJRBBbKLXGE6P76Av4a1LfB5aSz0NwLRJoK55mjvBCEGKz0jwg-86As-R7Us6QFj3UL4ofDt8jMkYngfNXBzkQ_Gmpu9Cnha9OAyD4WE/s320/100_1955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582010713732398274" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5mAd2KZfWpUwC3BuoWLnhtyHAdFCqVQNG4lCxev902rCqQDkyaHxxqAUZuV7mSV6NnS7MC3_y9T5nRHJq9ov0SW52rW9KD8ZWGAw277nE2I67V5FvcPw1JNrha9Mf0QRfd3Viw-Svb6s/s1600/100_1952.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5mAd2KZfWpUwC3BuoWLnhtyHAdFCqVQNG4lCxev902rCqQDkyaHxxqAUZuV7mSV6NnS7MC3_y9T5nRHJq9ov0SW52rW9KD8ZWGAw277nE2I67V5FvcPw1JNrha9Mf0QRfd3Viw-Svb6s/s320/100_1952.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582010399839137186" border="0" /></a>it is totally fit for purpose but... its.. well its a bit embarrassing really. We had to get the ceiling dropped and replaced in there and there are drips down the walls from where the plasterer was smoothing the plaster. Not great big lumps, mind - but dribbles. As if someone has dribbled tea down them only you cant really scrub it off. Nice yellowy brown dribbles from the ceiling.<br /><br />And the tiles are mismatched. It looks as if originally- there was a layer of tiles up to the middle of the walls and then someone came along later and thought (quite rightly) that tiles up to the ceiling were in order along the side of the bath and shower. But I'll bet pound to a penny that they trotted down to the DIY place and they just couldn't find the exact same tiles as the ones that were already in situ. And I'll also bet that (just like us) money was an issue so.... they decided that they would get some tiles that were the same size and dimension as the old ones - only plain white. Because white goes with everything doesn't it?? Right? White does go with everything? Well sort of...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM780eEdcV6m8TD6K-PiglPYTyheGXYZl_c-jrlbnUO_zqop3FSdtTJNWz1d8hgikAvBmDq_efdChvE9mOXdud8makAxLNTbqQxl98mxHX9F-Rb5VlvqHIpmbL7q0DEXD-CWN-_HRI2cw/s1600/100_1953.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM780eEdcV6m8TD6K-PiglPYTyheGXYZl_c-jrlbnUO_zqop3FSdtTJNWz1d8hgikAvBmDq_efdChvE9mOXdud8makAxLNTbqQxl98mxHX9F-Rb5VlvqHIpmbL7q0DEXD-CWN-_HRI2cw/s320/100_1953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582010716351864354" border="0" /></a><br />And another thing.. The border tiles.. theyre ok.. They're not offensive or anything but they just look kind of like they would be in a child's bathroom. If there is such a thing. Nothing wrong with that as such but - well - our bathroom in Mossley, Lancashire was gorgeous - it was boutique hotel style. Everyone commented on it. "oh what a lovely bathroom" or "Oh what a gorgeous bathroom" or "Oh I WANT your bathroom!" or (my personal favourite) "I know I've said it before but... What a lovely bathroom". There's nothing like repeat compliments.<br />I was proud of it. I would pour people copious beverages so that they would be forced to visit it and once they did they were always smitten. I CANT FIND ANY PHOTOS OF IT!! I know we had some but I cant trace them. Maybe its a good thing.. I'm bigging it up so much - they'd have to be pretty damn good photos wouldn't they....<br />Do I sound a slight bit mad? I must apologise. But I cant help it. I WANT PEOPLE TO WANT MY NEW BATHROOM!<br /><br />Problem: I dont have 'Make people want your new bathroom' money. And I've been to the local library and they dont seem to stock 'How to make people want your new bathroom without 'Make people want your new bathroom' money.'<br />Solution: Tile paint and second hand mirrors and spray paint. Ok so these things are probably not going to make people <span style="font-style: italic;">want</span> my new bathroom but they might help me to want it. And that's the first step so..<br />Phase 1: The anteroom...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BN1I04J-AXQo84OGQCqMUsl9lOqqVW-wh3Tlp-S-Jq31nTiEYv6wAhjuVHtwJxDjVCjv1ij_JCrsmhQQBbG6Nh0HvRZtCjnC82UQXcmEiqVBs0sL1p7bFcjPqWDVD9uefRi9KS7Ug1U/s1600/100_1857.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BN1I04J-AXQo84OGQCqMUsl9lOqqVW-wh3Tlp-S-Jq31nTiEYv6wAhjuVHtwJxDjVCjv1ij_JCrsmhQQBbG6Nh0HvRZtCjnC82UQXcmEiqVBs0sL1p7bFcjPqWDVD9uefRi9KS7Ug1U/s320/100_1857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579635301848649426" border="0" /></a><br />I decided to spray paint the louvre doors white...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTuD67ep7vMBIK81G_EYSdTg1SVlN9AqgNcu4iavzk4DxDJ6zSrb8ZzWdn1ETzzjEKLWJLZUrOVxzNSul5eW2flOLzKARGHc4nx7daXMWiszd4qlc5z-Ne-6pg5srFqq6It_ixg685kDk/s1600/100_1863.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTuD67ep7vMBIK81G_EYSdTg1SVlN9AqgNcu4iavzk4DxDJ6zSrb8ZzWdn1ETzzjEKLWJLZUrOVxzNSul5eW2flOLzKARGHc4nx7daXMWiszd4qlc5z-Ne-6pg5srFqq6It_ixg685kDk/s320/100_1863.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579635313849700674" border="0" /></a><br />Coat number one - ooo Shabby... (I did move the towels and little chair whilst painting - I just put it back in shot for composition purposes - oo get me: all la di da!)<br /><br />And here's the mirror I bought from the local charity shop which had my husband scratching his head... and making polite ''I'm sure it'll be lovely when you're done'' type noises...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZK8C7HpFQ2snunoKhj59CEzvIM_fZX00dSvXIJLwqLslE8GgjfTlk0xOQI7Glnxl8aeSJqqTDocLKKwqe-DxeAjle7GQIYOO5BMNXx8V3gALK7aM872jkGaWDvM8XuGKPFxIEIFby3SM/s1600/100_1860.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZK8C7HpFQ2snunoKhj59CEzvIM_fZX00dSvXIJLwqLslE8GgjfTlk0xOQI7Glnxl8aeSJqqTDocLKKwqe-DxeAjle7GQIYOO5BMNXx8V3gALK7aM872jkGaWDvM8XuGKPFxIEIFby3SM/s320/100_1860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579635295371969570" border="0" /></a><br />Complete with those lovely yellow dribble marks...<br /><br />To be continued... <span style="font-style: italic;">cue suspense music</span>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-19960095501728742072011-02-23T21:40:00.000+00:002011-02-23T22:07:26.517+00:00Dragon Rescuscitation and What happens when you fall asleep and leave your Mummy alone with PlaydohDragon Rescuscitation<br /><br /><ol><li><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_4ArCcj0HxSg80YlxEitELZRX8lnFz41JgI1GgDqKPu4TcTWk6vMj7nGwIjQl6ldordUcL1LC5te2MkRxzdIHR8ru5AGktN7Yj-YbRUvWApnZWWfaN6SYaQhw5KvqqG4mCCOUK8Oqjeg/s1600/23+Feb+2011+008.JPG">Approach victim with caution checking for any potential hazards </a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_4ArCcj0HxSg80YlxEitELZRX8lnFz41JgI1GgDqKPu4TcTWk6vMj7nGwIjQl6ldordUcL1LC5te2MkRxzdIHR8ru5AGktN7Yj-YbRUvWApnZWWfaN6SYaQhw5KvqqG4mCCOUK8Oqjeg/s1600/23+Feb+2011+008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_4ArCcj0HxSg80YlxEitELZRX8lnFz41JgI1GgDqKPu4TcTWk6vMj7nGwIjQl6ldordUcL1LC5te2MkRxzdIHR8ru5AGktN7Yj-YbRUvWApnZWWfaN6SYaQhw5KvqqG4mCCOUK8Oqjeg/s320/23+Feb+2011+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577003816466406034" border="0" /></a></li><li>Try to ascertain if casualty is conscious ... might I suggest flicking him once or twice...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoGJ-z5ZKLSuQE3b36Z6aU6aMX082aidOgjcDVWKeKyKmuk_4uEeJ1UtQ7yefniaU29Uk07oe795xk1pPEujDvgvRDcYdQEzLR79sufejIC7Xa4WUsxggsjJGJL-zAseZNP4thJDuHYeQ/s1600/23+Feb+2011+006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoGJ-z5ZKLSuQE3b36Z6aU6aMX082aidOgjcDVWKeKyKmuk_4uEeJ1UtQ7yefniaU29Uk07oe795xk1pPEujDvgvRDcYdQEzLR79sufejIC7Xa4WUsxggsjJGJL-zAseZNP4thJDuHYeQ/s320/23+Feb+2011+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577005217000390322" border="0" /></a></li><li>If casualty is unresponsive attempt rescuscitation commencing with 5 rescue breaths:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYKPRkY3RLTwnQ0Hu-ZsxbwGHKdI5I8tJL4XoUs79O880hS6MBvz8rmB4x6XDzXw-w0qbZ25t1FD6E6z4oVaqaGy2MZfWP4vT0PTlJf3_eLThfAyxTx6hmCZCC7O96tq9lxCaPB3w80GA/s1600/23+Feb+2011+010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYKPRkY3RLTwnQ0Hu-ZsxbwGHKdI5I8tJL4XoUs79O880hS6MBvz8rmB4x6XDzXw-w0qbZ25t1FD6E6z4oVaqaGy2MZfWP4vT0PTlJf3_eLThfAyxTx6hmCZCC7O96tq9lxCaPB3w80GA/s320/23+Feb+2011+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577006084086804530" border="0" /></a></li><li>Follow with chest compressions:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkeDkYWSsK7dLbovka4vxgrKiZW8iesaVrn6z3UZd3lCZMfIOuoJxiULmzDG3OYfM_2oEQ24319oLDONr57f9yOGC83f0hAUw4niA48GC-ap8UAAlkckwXXXkYzER8D3jqqEddOp_HLC8/s1600/23+Feb+2011+011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkeDkYWSsK7dLbovka4vxgrKiZW8iesaVrn6z3UZd3lCZMfIOuoJxiULmzDG3OYfM_2oEQ24319oLDONr57f9yOGC83f0hAUw4niA48GC-ap8UAAlkckwXXXkYzER8D3jqqEddOp_HLC8/s320/23+Feb+2011+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577006597243482258" border="0" /></a></li><li>"DONT YOU DIE ON ME! GODDAMMIT!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihcbbKUPp5-_-IMHB3CHCFc_gFvZO8N3nv3fgCjuCEbS32OwmPizXGplIQ4wTVdwYJ2rPuKXToz3FKV63ReEaMAL5ygleqz13KsZs-VPilwaf65jFVFO2dK8CmMFBW3Jq4Np4A05sXnOk/s1600/23+Feb+2011+012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihcbbKUPp5-_-IMHB3CHCFc_gFvZO8N3nv3fgCjuCEbS32OwmPizXGplIQ4wTVdwYJ2rPuKXToz3FKV63ReEaMAL5ygleqz13KsZs-VPilwaf65jFVFO2dK8CmMFBW3Jq4Np4A05sXnOk/s320/23+Feb+2011+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577006997344517634" border="0" /></a></li><li>"Nurse! Get this patient into ICU immediately!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhgxplce_lHpTiFiIp7D8M5rYFfcJplG5jB415OYp80_CPqfdLSzJgyjL5rQz1_WzAg__3wEOFyqLGsAQxMDEg0lRC3siXa61wLAqv8MykUQpUoDpqkla3ln-6NWkEEWKUsrKaGmV5mdQ/s1600/23+Feb+2011+013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhgxplce_lHpTiFiIp7D8M5rYFfcJplG5jB415OYp80_CPqfdLSzJgyjL5rQz1_WzAg__3wEOFyqLGsAQxMDEg0lRC3siXa61wLAqv8MykUQpUoDpqkla3ln-6NWkEEWKUsrKaGmV5mdQ/s320/23+Feb+2011+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577007564404855250" border="0" /></a></li></ol>Alex fell asleep whilst we played with the Playdoh... I was left alone - so I made Owls...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0GKf8WmhYRlSdzAshlcKqKyb3foGYveiNzvsUjJbEiVTY8iztKij_DPgYpRmhHjbzsPEbwhLn8otV1ixPYIxT4EPSnSvwUYUFfaEBPAOC0nlGtcp8Ie-GpX0ahIyiqu8RHWuB2EOWSW4/s1600/23+Feb+2011+019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0GKf8WmhYRlSdzAshlcKqKyb3foGYveiNzvsUjJbEiVTY8iztKij_DPgYpRmhHjbzsPEbwhLn8otV1ixPYIxT4EPSnSvwUYUFfaEBPAOC0nlGtcp8Ie-GpX0ahIyiqu8RHWuB2EOWSW4/s320/23+Feb+2011+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577008215423382130" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvkVEGeFyiT-6L7ODSe9pXC_rcmWUmezPGDf5Gv5VUp0drrLEuoUEYpBeBF9qWttLC9y2YfC4DmvddvQFPPbLEgfPNyIQgdhpmQ0Y-Ek1UEk0c6GwiNWNg0dW4GVb-meyLcNt0y4ViVmE/s1600/23+Feb+2011+024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvkVEGeFyiT-6L7ODSe9pXC_rcmWUmezPGDf5Gv5VUp0drrLEuoUEYpBeBF9qWttLC9y2YfC4DmvddvQFPPbLEgfPNyIQgdhpmQ0Y-Ek1UEk0c6GwiNWNg0dW4GVb-meyLcNt0y4ViVmE/s320/23+Feb+2011+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577008862486209762" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ-tnzC4EvsFJJGcN1HVOlSdu0K4Mrh8zCuYa0l6_5JmuyK8X286yXOxoOHSXpYuXQESl-OuVTxMuSv41_kdXgzIFgkI_Dimm35Cx0yVnILEJvQOciQjg4K4TOGesTU8Yx_kKZyx6cvWQ/s1600/23+Feb+2011+026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ-tnzC4EvsFJJGcN1HVOlSdu0K4Mrh8zCuYa0l6_5JmuyK8X286yXOxoOHSXpYuXQESl-OuVTxMuSv41_kdXgzIFgkI_Dimm35Cx0yVnILEJvQOciQjg4K4TOGesTU8Yx_kKZyx6cvWQ/s320/23+Feb+2011+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577008860754885650" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGNBiYNQ6AYOfQ96uwsuzfs-_kfw4TbW6-zpRaZisi4jIrg1ppqRSjvjU9x0E_zkypzv62a3QWIgAOFHAtzkwOnr4dtsvvMZn1HcNnuP8Pozyg3nCtEbL35hyphenhyphenz04TyCuYrcH9aEGA9mRg/s1600/23+Feb+2011+027.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGNBiYNQ6AYOfQ96uwsuzfs-_kfw4TbW6-zpRaZisi4jIrg1ppqRSjvjU9x0E_zkypzv62a3QWIgAOFHAtzkwOnr4dtsvvMZn1HcNnuP8Pozyg3nCtEbL35hyphenhyphenz04TyCuYrcH9aEGA9mRg/s320/23+Feb+2011+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577008912313563122" border="0" /></a><br />The moral of the story is : When dealing with playdoh - dont fall asleep on the job...Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412720233586998104.post-81289536257918208792011-02-23T21:28:00.000+00:002011-02-23T21:38:21.161+00:00Cath K? For £1.00???Hi peepholes,<br /><br />Thought I might share my bargain buy with you folks..<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRCTvRO4GaPODHb_As4I_vdRv1MCUFOX4mUYowqzRTXDnypTAeA3qtszV2v4u5iQZEfACJ73g7fJPaNdm59sHzwgPMfm9l8fae0BhRu1EF8uoXrq9gYcAFHPEpvT4UuJ4L5FMR2NqLE30/s1600/23+Feb+2011+029.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRCTvRO4GaPODHb_As4I_vdRv1MCUFOX4mUYowqzRTXDnypTAeA3qtszV2v4u5iQZEfACJ73g7fJPaNdm59sHzwgPMfm9l8fae0BhRu1EF8uoXrq9gYcAFHPEpvT4UuJ4L5FMR2NqLE30/s320/23+Feb+2011+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577000737534726418" border="0" /></a><br />this little Cath Kidston inspired number was bought from none other than Poundland! Yes I know! Just one pound for this loveliness.. I also bought this...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoY34rUwV4DcJgdky0YgcQ6VhqFhp8pOLEs9L8RcmctyRZRb8bNNECa7OIeoY5japHEUutyRo2NLzVJTaxqdJt44Cpfc0sg0FHPF96RWYtDjrr76pa5BZTrKB3PloUeLZsxNXD5NKDnQ/s1600/23+Feb+2011+034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoY34rUwV4DcJgdky0YgcQ6VhqFhp8pOLEs9L8RcmctyRZRb8bNNECa7OIeoY5japHEUutyRo2NLzVJTaxqdJt44Cpfc0sg0FHPF96RWYtDjrr76pa5BZTrKB3PloUeLZsxNXD5NKDnQ/s320/23+Feb+2011+034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577001360225699026" border="0" /></a>How Cute??? They also had some lovely pastelly Union Jack ones which I'm kicking myself for not buying.. Cause I'm sure one would look great on Big Alex's big boy bed.<br /><br />All I need now are the hot water bottles! And to think... I only went in to get change for the bus!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEgCHpSYTpu3Ppv88W4oVcPscIH7lqlfJfwUH_gbdtwjn3q1t2m2hTsWYky0pT1sbecqbzfSJ80qzQpMR1CZ5_jb8CJE7kWNJq2sfKJKZomuGE9Bopvk73zPJad3YmqImTd3V617X93p8/s1600/23+Feb+2011+035.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEgCHpSYTpu3Ppv88W4oVcPscIH7lqlfJfwUH_gbdtwjn3q1t2m2hTsWYky0pT1sbecqbzfSJ80qzQpMR1CZ5_jb8CJE7kWNJq2sfKJKZomuGE9Bopvk73zPJad3YmqImTd3V617X93p8/s320/23+Feb+2011+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577002218285234546" border="0" /></a>Shellywellydoodleallthedayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07641058667548733730noreply@blogger.com0